STRANGER now stands strait-jacketed over heavy bike leathers and
he has agreed to allow the LEATHERMAN to take the experience further
... but he is getting nervous
OK - you've done well so far. What next?
STRANGER doesn't know and his breathing under all the leather
and strapping is becoming more laboured. He doesn't answer.
I asked you a question, buddy! The time for making decisions is
almost over - for the present, anyway. Even the time for saying 'No'
in this particular phase. Do you think you can handle it? (STRANGER
nods, determined to go along with the situation) Have you ever
tried a leather hood? (The other man is about to say 'No' but hesitates)
Sorry, I'll rephrase that - are you willing to try a hood that shuts
out all light - and makes you totally unable to speak - even to say
'No'? Are you willing?
STR: (Looking down at his strapped arms) Even if I said I wasn't,
I guess you could force me into it.
LM: That's not the name of the game this time round, buddy. I'd get
a hell of a kick out of fighting you into some sort of restraint.
In the right place where there were no lamps to smash and furniture
to destroy I'd get one hell of a charge out of wrestling you until
one of us was overpowered - but that's not the game tonight, right?
Tonight it's my pleasure to make you not only agree to - but ask for
being completely - taken over. Now - are you willing to have an eyeless,
mouthless hood over your head with a gag in your mouth? (The STRANGER
nods, but the LEATHERMAN is not satisfied) You want me to put
you into an eyeless mouthless leather hood with a gag that will totally
prevent you from complaining or even saying 'No'? (STRANGER nods
again but is getting more nervous) Then say it, fellar. I want
to hear you ask for it. Tell me what you want me to do to you, man.
(The other man licks his lips nervously) Say it!
STR: Say what?!
LM: I want you to put me into an eyeless, mouthless leather hood with
a gag in my mouth that won't allow me to say "No" if the
going gets tough.
STR: (With supreme effort) I - want you to put me into an eyeless,
mouthless leather hood ... with a gag in my mouth ... that won't allow
me to say 'No'.
LM: (Smiling) Good man.
as the LEATHERMAN prepares the next stage of the game, he talks
reassuringly to his 'victim'.
tried a lot of different ways of silencing somebody I'm playing around
with. These are gum-shields - got 'em from a sport store. I guess
you've used them - I bet you've done some boxing sometime.
late for the STRANGER to reply because the flexible plastic double
mouthpiece is in and seated, encasing his top and bottom teeth
and the LEATHERMAN is ready to drop the efficient-looking leather
hood over his head.
hood is my favourite. OK there's no mouth-hole for any cock-sucking
or boot-licking - but that's not the name of the game tonight, buddy-boy.
Can you still hear me? (The hood nods). Good, I could have
used earplugs to really cut you off from reality - but I want to be
able to communicate with you now and then. (Begins to lace the
hood expertly and super-tightly as he talks) You see, I've screwed
around with guys of every shape and style until it's all distilled
down to the feel and smell and taste of leather over a powerful but
powerless hunk of - real man.
behind the hooded STRANGER the LEATHERMAN puts out his tongue
and licks the broad leather shoulder. Teeth gently bite into the
leather and the shoulder tenses. He then talks into his prisoners
your cock and balls and your mind will be mine to play around with.
You won't be able to see or speak - or scream - but you won't really
care because you'll begin to float in your own dark - safe world -
because you will be safe, buddy-boy. All the sensations you ever dreamed
of will be yours, whatever your name is. All the things you ever wanted
to happen to you - this hood will free you to experience them - knowing
that there's somebody outside who will keep you safe - and calm -
and secure - because you have no decisions to make any more. You can
just float and forget the real world. Open your mind to all those
images and fantasies and pictures that have excited you for all those
years. Even things you've resisted and rejected. I wonder what they
are? What people and what situations have attracted you - and scared
you because they attracted you? I wish I could see the pictures that'll
begin to float through your head now you don't have any other powers
or decisions or senses to distract you from your innermost self ...
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